Holes and Shayla

I thought Shayla had found all the holes on her body. Well Sunday we were on our way to get a dime out of her throat. The dime was stuck and she was crying and panic was all over her face. Finally she said it went down. I am so thankful that we didn't have to take her to remove yet ANOTHER object from her body!

Carter is into the coins collecting lately and I told him if it was one of his he wasn't getting it back. He didn't think it was to funny till he realized that his coins were in the truck.

What life will be like?

I often ask myself this question (every morning).

I have been thinking about what I am going to do next year with two kids in school. I envey those people who's kids can get ready on their own. For this reason I would need a part time job. Carter (at this point) can not do this. I have to follow him from room to room every morning. It takes me from 7:30- 8:10 to get him out of bed. Then from 8:10-8:45 to eat breakfast then I brush his teeth (or it would take 35-40 min for him) and comb his hair. Then it is off the find the velcro shoes (what am I going to do when he out grows the velcro) the ties "BUG" him, the socks "BUG" him and half the time he comes home from school with out them on. Not to mention the non stop phone calls from the school.

I often wonder what his life will be like when he gets older. I know he will not have a hair cut. To get this child to cut his hair is dragging him into the building then removing the death grip from the waiting room chairs and not to mention the silent treatment to the hair dresser. His teeth might not ever be brushed because he cannot stand the texture of the tooth paste on his teeth. He might walk around with untied shoes and no socks. Whatever he may be I am SURE he will have a collection of many items. Only time will tell.

Photo shop fun

All of Matt's time on photo shop I guess pays off. Here are some of his pictures that he took and edited.

I Loved this little barn. It is no longer there.

This is out our back door.

SLC Temple

Our Kids


Tara took this one. Matt just played with it.

Nothing new.

Carter has finally got brave and learned to climb the tree (I think he just got tall enough).

Shayla, being herself. Yes, her shoes are way to big but she had to have them.
Grandpa would be so mad if he new who moved the rocks.

and then there is poor Caroline!

I am suprised that this chicken is out best layer. Maybe Shayla just scares them right out of her!

Cake...

I made this cake for the Blue and Gold. I can't wait to cut into it to see how the inside looks and to see if it even tastes good. The inside is blue and gold (yellow) layered. I am going to attempt to make Shayla birthday cake. I noticed I really need to purchase different plates and cookie cutters that are not Christmas.

Can't Run Fast Enough

Do you ever feel like you need to get away from someone or something but, it always comes back?

We went to Carter's class display last night. He was so excited to show me all the things that he had made. We got to the first table which had necklace on it, I noticed one necklace that did not look like the rest and hoped it wasn't his. Which necklace is yours, Carter? I asked. Carter responded, "the one that is not wrapped around, I didn't finish and the teacher took it anyway". Ok, good enough. Next was the tee pee table. Oh no, one is standing out. Carter, is that tee pee yours? I asked. "Yep that is mine", he stated. This tee pee was black and all the rest were brown.

Ok, I know Carter thinks like no other child but something is up. Here come Mrs. Jackson from across the room. I asked Carter to go do a make and take. Here it comes what is he up to now. Mrs. Jackson is worried because Carter uses the bathroom every hour. I told her I was not sure what was going on but I will talk to him about it. She is having a really hard time getting him to stay focused and to finish anything..... I didn't want to have this conversation, not this year. I want to to live in my bubble and pretend that it has all gone away, he is normal has friends and can pay attention in school and understands when he is being bullied. Do I really have to face reality?

Starting to feel over whelmed, I feel a little person hugging me. I looked down to find a little girl in my last years primary class. This little girl has such a sweet spirit and her family found out that her mom has Cancer and it doesn't look good. I was so relieved after last year that I wouldn't have to look this little girl in the face at the most difficult time in her life because I was no longer her teacher..... well she is turning 10 this year and they moved me to the ten year old class so I get her again this year. I left the conversation with Miss Jackson and went with the little girl.

We sat at the make and take table. We talked about prayers being answered, being sick, her spirit and I realized that I can run all I want from my fears of death but I can never escape her. She trusts me enough to open up to me, to tell her sister to wait in the hall so she could finish her conversation with me in private (we were at a table with lots of other kids, I guess they didn't exist at the time). She was sad that her Mom was to tired and sick to come. I responded that her Mom loves her and would to have loved to see all the neat stuff that was displayed and that not being able to do things like this is harder on her them the medicine. She came up with a great plan. She is going to make a display stand at home and take it in to her Mom's room so she could feel like she was part of it. I told her that her Mom would love it!

I came home and broke down. It is not fare for her and she told me that she was praying and Heavenly Father was not answering her prayer, he was not healing her Mom. They are going to finish this round of Kimo (spelling) and then they are done. What do you say???

I figured out last night that I have to put my fears of death behind me. She trusts me and needs me to help her stay strong. I know that our Heavenly Father answers our prayers, he answers them in a way that strengthens us while here on earth. It's not always the answers that we want but it is what is best. Heavenly Father knows us better then we know our self.

Where is the Christmas Spirit!!

I am having a really hard time this year. I do not feel like it is Christmas. I told the kids that we are going to read one book a night in front of the tree so when it gets closer to Christmas we will know and understand the true meaning. I have been explaining to them that it is not about Santa and the gifts but about Christ and service.

I had them help me clean out the basement the other night and we bagged and boxed up A LOT of toys. I explained to them that we were going to give the toys away to children who need them more then we do. They were a little uneasy with this idea but they need to learn sometime.

When we got to D.I. and I finished unloading the truck, there she was crying in the back seat. " I am only five and do not want to give away my toys" she stated. I pulled off the the side of the road once again explaining what we were doing. I told her how proud I was of her to be such a big girl. That didn't seem to help so the next best thing CHOCOLATE made it all better!

We have been reading Genealogy lately and our relatives were happy with just a quarter or a new pair of shoe laces. I think that the time should be about family and sharing the fact that we are here and with each other not the gifts and I want, I want, I want. My kids are only allowed to ask for ONE thing at Christmas. They have both asked and only time will tell if this idea gets rejected.